(2). Photos sometimes lie.
"Well… Want to watch Baywatch with me?" Chandler inquired to Rachel after the others left.
"Ehh, can we watch wrestling? I mean the girls on Baywatch *aren't* as real as they seem." Was Rachel's reply.
"Really, how so?"
"Well, you know how they *shake* when they run?"
"Yea."
"Why do you think they *shake* ?"
"… Ho OOOHHH!!!!!! I never knew that!"
"That's probably because you were off in La-la-land pretending that they were real. I mean how else could you explain how huge those things are!?"
"Well, Joey and I always just thought that they were *special* ones that aliens gave them."
"Really, you guys believe in that sort of thing?" Rachel started searching the channels for wrestling.
"Well, YEA!!!!! What else could explain the fact that Ross has had like three wives already, and has had a lot of dates recently that are a lot younger then him?"
"Good point, but I just thought that most of *those* young things were blind!"
"Hmm, that might be true, too. Hey, what time is it?"
"They have two, no *one* more minute left."
"I wonder what those guys did."
"I don't know. Hey what channel is wrestling on anyway?"
"102" Chandler replied.
*** Exactly one minute and five seconds later ***
The door opened and revealed Joey and Ross squishing each other trying to get into the apartment first.
Rachel looks at her watch.
Ever one bursts in the room.
"So," came Phoebe. "Who won?"
You could tell that they had all been running like crazy trying to get upstairs.
"Well, lets see your pictures." Chandler replied.
"I've got our pictures. Of coarse if you went down there now you wouldn't be able to tell, because I cleaned up the whole place afterwards." Monica stated after she handed Chandler the picture she took.
"Ross's are right here." Phoebe said handing the picture to Chandler.
"Who won?" inquired Joey.
"I'll tell you who won," came Ross. "I whupped you, man. And you know it!"
"Ohh, so *that's* why you kept on bumping me with your butt!"
"No, I'll tell you who REALLY won."
"Who?!!" every one else but Chandler cried.
"No one!" Rachel shouted in reply. "You both were about 7 seconds late!"
"Besides," Chandler reasoned. "Neither of these pictures proves that you both did your dares. It only shows Joey holding an egg, GETTING READY to throw it. And Ross in a running stance at the bathroom DOOR, not a picture of him actually *in* it!"
"…Ohh…" came every one else.
"Well, hey. Lets play some more still, hmm?" asked Monica.
" No way!" answered Joey. "I'm not doing *that* again!"
"Yah, me neither!" came Ross.
"Okay, then the rest of us will play!" Monica answered her own question. "I pick Truth."
"Fine," came Phoebe. "I'll Truth you. When was the last time you had sex with someone other then Chandler?"
"…" Monica was so stunned by the question that she didn't reply… Until:
"Soo!!! Who wants to have dinner, I'll fix turkey and gravy with mashed potatoes and…"
"But Mon!" came Rachel.
"All the ice-cream or icing you want!!!!"
"I'm in!!!!" came Rachel.
"Hey, DON'T forget ME!!!!!!" shouted Joey.
Phoebe chuckled to herself, THAT got her!!!. "Sure, why not."
*** There ends THAT story… or so you think! We'll see… ***
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I hope you liked it and were satisfied with the ending. I don't know, I guess I could write more about this story, if you really *want* me to. Thanks a lot to those nice peeps out there that reviewed my stories, you're all soooooo nice!!!!!!
"Well… Want to watch Baywatch with me?" Chandler inquired to Rachel after the others left.
"Ehh, can we watch wrestling? I mean the girls on Baywatch *aren't* as real as they seem." Was Rachel's reply.
"Really, how so?"
"Well, you know how they *shake* when they run?"
"Yea."
"Why do you think they *shake* ?"
"… Ho OOOHHH!!!!!! I never knew that!"
"That's probably because you were off in La-la-land pretending that they were real. I mean how else could you explain how huge those things are!?"
"Well, Joey and I always just thought that they were *special* ones that aliens gave them."
"Really, you guys believe in that sort of thing?" Rachel started searching the channels for wrestling.
"Well, YEA!!!!! What else could explain the fact that Ross has had like three wives already, and has had a lot of dates recently that are a lot younger then him?"
"Good point, but I just thought that most of *those* young things were blind!"
"Hmm, that might be true, too. Hey, what time is it?"
"They have two, no *one* more minute left."
"I wonder what those guys did."
"I don't know. Hey what channel is wrestling on anyway?"
"102" Chandler replied.
*** Exactly one minute and five seconds later ***
The door opened and revealed Joey and Ross squishing each other trying to get into the apartment first.
Rachel looks at her watch.
Ever one bursts in the room.
"So," came Phoebe. "Who won?"
You could tell that they had all been running like crazy trying to get upstairs.
"Well, lets see your pictures." Chandler replied.
"I've got our pictures. Of coarse if you went down there now you wouldn't be able to tell, because I cleaned up the whole place afterwards." Monica stated after she handed Chandler the picture she took.
"Ross's are right here." Phoebe said handing the picture to Chandler.
"Who won?" inquired Joey.
"I'll tell you who won," came Ross. "I whupped you, man. And you know it!"
"Ohh, so *that's* why you kept on bumping me with your butt!"
"No, I'll tell you who REALLY won."
"Who?!!" every one else but Chandler cried.
"No one!" Rachel shouted in reply. "You both were about 7 seconds late!"
"Besides," Chandler reasoned. "Neither of these pictures proves that you both did your dares. It only shows Joey holding an egg, GETTING READY to throw it. And Ross in a running stance at the bathroom DOOR, not a picture of him actually *in* it!"
"…Ohh…" came every one else.
"Well, hey. Lets play some more still, hmm?" asked Monica.
" No way!" answered Joey. "I'm not doing *that* again!"
"Yah, me neither!" came Ross.
"Okay, then the rest of us will play!" Monica answered her own question. "I pick Truth."
"Fine," came Phoebe. "I'll Truth you. When was the last time you had sex with someone other then Chandler?"
"…" Monica was so stunned by the question that she didn't reply… Until:
"Soo!!! Who wants to have dinner, I'll fix turkey and gravy with mashed potatoes and…"
"But Mon!" came Rachel.
"All the ice-cream or icing you want!!!!"
"I'm in!!!!" came Rachel.
"Hey, DON'T forget ME!!!!!!" shouted Joey.
Phoebe chuckled to herself, THAT got her!!!. "Sure, why not."
*** There ends THAT story… or so you think! We'll see… ***
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I hope you liked it and were satisfied with the ending. I don't know, I guess I could write more about this story, if you really *want* me to. Thanks a lot to those nice peeps out there that reviewed my stories, you're all soooooo nice!!!!!!